The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The dazzling blue light surrounding Mirajane, which was so intense it was almost blinding, slowly receded like a tide, its energy now contained within her body covered in sapphire-like armor.

A huge depression in the sea surface below was instantly evaporated. Under the influence of tidal forces, the surging seawater quickly flowed back in, filling the brief vacuum zone. The backflow of seawater produced a rumbling sound.

She gently clenched her fist, feeling the vast and boundless new power within her, like a boundless ocean. "It's been so long since I've used this power..."

This was completely different from how she felt when she received the soul of Satan in the past. It had been replaced by a purer, more primal power, which could only be described as more violent.

Full Body Reception - Halphas: This is the ultimate trump card she obtained after making a deal with a certain entity within her in order to find her younger siblings.

Its overall quality is more than ten times stronger than that of the Soul of Satan that has been fully absorbed.

She could clearly feel that she had completely crossed the threshold that had troubled countless Devil Fruit users—Devil Fruit awakening. She had pushed the Paramecia-type Devil Fruit's ability to receive fruit to an unprecedented height.

Sakazuki, at the core of the Lava Demon God, stared solemnly at the blue figure that hovered beside his massive body, as small as a firefly, yet emanating a chill that even made him feel uneasy.

He finally understood why Molten Mulgais called her a monster; the power within this woman was violent and bizarre, completely outside the realm of ordinary humans.

"Another big problem. Where did that old guy Shiki dig this monster out of?"

Akainu was speechless. The Navy had almost no information about Mirajane. She seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Why didn't she join the Navy and instead chose to become a thief?

However, Akainu didn't dwell on it too much. This planet, surrounded by oceans, is vast and boundless, hiding countless unknown powerful figures. Who could say for sure?

Not everyone is influenced by Roger to become a pirate. Some people live a secluded life and do not become pirates or issue bounties, making it difficult for the Navy to find all the strong people in the world.

On the other side, with the help of the thunderclouds in the sky, Enel, who had transformed into Takemikazuchi, had also reassembled his body.

He was about to continue his angry roar at Akainu, rebuking him for his blasphemous act of colliding his divine body with that filthy poisonous monster, when his gaze was suddenly drawn to the striking blue figure beside the Lava Demon.

"Huh?" Enel's thunder god form paused for a moment, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

He blinked his enormous, lightning-filled eyes and looked closely. "It really is Mirajane. What happened to her? Who angered her again?"

Enel had witnessed Mirajane's strength and the terrifying power she occasionally unleashed. He subconsciously followed Mirajane's cold gaze and looked down at the captain in the distance, who was wearing a smug smile.

Suddenly, a thought that even Enel found somewhat absurd popped into his head: "No way, Shiki, did he anger the boss?"

An ominous premonition enveloped Enel's heart. He knew all too well how ruthless and heartless Mirajane was in her berserk state.

Enel's premonition turned into a bloody reality in the next second.

Mirajane suddenly turned around, completely ignoring the Lava Demon God who posed the greatest threat at close range. With absolute confidence, she turned her back to Akainu, her blue wings fluttering slightly.

Swish-!

Her figure instantly transformed into a blue streak of light that tore through the sky, its speed even surpassing that of lightning.

Almost at the same time, she appeared in front of Shiki the Golden Lion like a ghost. The man and woman were less than half a meter apart, almost face to face.

There was no relief at surviving, no gratitude for the help; all that remained was a chilling killing intent that almost solidified into reality. Mirajane was in a state of rage, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed were completely released.

“Miraja, the way you look right now is really…” In Shiki’s four demonic eyes, there was no fear at all, but rather a glint of almost obsessive admiration, as if he wanted to say something more.

"Shut up, you old man!"

Mirajane's voice interrupted him directly. His left hand, which had been completely corrupted, instantly transformed into a ferocious demonic claw, gripping Shiki's entire head tightly. The sharp fingertips were deeply embedded in the man's forehead skin and bones.

"Shiki...you've been using me all along!"

Mirajane's voice was filled with overwhelming rage at being deceived and used as a pawn: "Did you really want me to die just now? Answer me!"

As she spoke those icy words, the claws gripping Shiki's head began to slowly tighten.

Click... Click click...

The groans of his bones straining under the weight were clearly audible. Shiki's skin began to crack first, and dark red, viscous blood gushed down between Mirajane's fingers.

Faced with this deadly restraint and excruciating pain, Shiki the Golden Lion, a legendary pirate who was once on par with Roger and Whitebeard, displayed an inexplicable calmness.

He didn't struggle, didn't beg for mercy, and didn't even use his Float-Float Fruit ability, which was enough to control the island, to resist. With an indescribable complex emotion, he stared at Mirajane, who was so close to him.

"What a pity about Mirajane..."

Shiki's voice, distorted and muffled by the deformation of his skull, reached Mirajane's ears with unusual clarity, "It's a pity you were born too late. If you had been born a few decades earlier, perhaps..."

"I have no interest in listening to your nonsense!"

Mirajane interrupted him sharply. The woman's patience had been completely worn down by Shiki's actions. At this moment, all she felt was a burning desire for revenge.

On the battlefield below, on distant warships, and even to everyone watching this scene through the Shadowbug, Mirajane's blue claws gripping Shiki's head suddenly erupted with a blinding azure light.

The demonic claws closed completely, and a muffled, chilling explosion resounded throughout Marineford.

Shiki the Golden Lion's head exploded in Mirajane's clutches like a watermelon being crushed by a tremendous force, without the man even offering a single act of resistance.

Fragments of the skull, crimson blood, and pale brain matter mingled together, turning into a shrill cloud of blood mist that sprayed outwards, and Mirajane was unfortunately covered in dirty blood as well.

Sometimes it's best not to mess with women, especially a powerful woman with a terrible temper.